I am the Monarch

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"Dammit! What the hell is this?!"

Earl Chase's interim Cafe Squad Captain Donald Cafeo wields his baton roughly.

A face that is red.

He was very annoyed and angry.

"They're some kind of ghosts!"

A thunderous whistle erupted.

Deputy officers and commanders on both sides shrug their necks.

"Four battalions have been wiped out in the last three days. They were all ambushed and ambushed! They know where we are, where we're going, what we're doing!"

Grrr.

Suddenly, he draws his sword.

A sharp blade points to the deputies and commanders in succession.

"Is that you? Is that you? You're their mole, aren't you? You're Roan Tail's front man!"

Frenzy.

A state of irrational discomfort caused by intense anger.

Donald has been rotting his head in the lansfield for the past few days because of the Roan and Tail armies that are traversing the western foothills.

"Hiic! Not me!"

"Neither am I!"

"I, for one, am not!"

The deputies and commanders shake their hands with a white, dull face.

Donald screams, splashing his teeth.

"Dammit! So Roan Tail really is a ghost!" "

A cry echoes through the barracks.

At that time, one of the commanders, who was standing back, said without noticing.

"Nicknamed Baron Tail originally the ghost of the battlefield. Ever since the Petian Plain Monster Subjugation, I've been able to find the location of monsters and their lair like a fortune-teller......."

When the horse goes on like that.

Spot!

Donald swings his sword with both eyes.

Screaming!

With a eerie sound, the commander's neck falls down, making useless noises.

The solid fuselage, along with the bloodstream, collapses shamelessly.

"You son of a bitch!"

Donald spits with a thick spit.

He grimaces at the ends of his nose, staring at the tense expressions of his deputies and commanders.

"Roan Tail, he knows all about us, and we don't know where he is, where he's headed or where he's going. I don't know anything!"

The bloody tip of the blade moves like a dance.

"You bastards! Don't be so dazed! Catch him! No, find out where he is!"

The cold pain hit my ear.

The deputies and commanders acted in a nervous manner.

"Yes, yes! Yes, sir!"

"Ba, I will find it!"

It was just when they left the barracks.

"Captain!"

A middle-aged man appeared with a confident voice.

It was Babel, one of the commanders of the Cafe Force.

Donald frowns, staring at his deputies and commanders.

"What?"

An angry voice that would make the edge of the blade dance right away.

However, Babel was neither frightened nor intimidated like the other deputies and commanders.

He smiles brightly and speaks in a gentle voice.

"I've finally found it."

Donald frowns at the sound of whistling.

"You found what?"

The other deputies and commanders listened to Babel's story.

All suspicious faces.

Barbell smiles and replies.

"I've located the Tail Army's camp."

At that moment, Donald smiles brightly.

"Oh!"

The planet exploded.

He shrugs his sword and grabs Babel by the shoulder.

"Is that true?"

"Yes, I found a tail squad on the move while patrolling a nearby area. I snuck up behind them......."

"So there was a camp?"

"Yes. I couldn't get close enough to see it, but I checked from a distance. It must be the Tail Army's camp."

Valid voices.

Donald nods, smiling brightly.

"Heheh heh. Barbell. You got a big ball."

"I was just doing my best in the mission."

Barbell bows his head with a bitter smile.

Donald takes a deep breath, tapping Babel on the shoulder.

"Great! Get ready to march now! We're going to destroy the Tail Army!"

My voice was full of energy.

"Let's show them the sting of a surprise attack, too. Hehehe."

"Yes! I understand!"

The deputies and commanders responded in one voice and ran out of the barracks.

I felt relieved to see their faces.

After a while.

Two or two!

Along with the hoofbeats, the cafe troops march south.

They rush into the hills.

"The Tail Army's camp is located just down there in the open forest."

Barbell points to a vast forest below the hill.

It was a thicker forest than I thought.

"Inside the woods?"

Donald asks with a curious expression.

Because he didn't suddenly see a place inside the forest to build a camp.

Barbell smiles and replies.

"It looks like a river flows right behind the forest here, but there is actually a pretty large space between the forest and the river. It's a hard place to find until you go in and see it."

"Hmm."

Donald nods slightly surprised.

"I never thought such a secret place could exist."

"Yes. That's why we couldn't find them."

There was a damn excuse.

Then.

"The Tail Army."

Barbell points once more down the hill.

Donald and the commanders all bowed down.

Two or two.

The hoof sounds noisy.

A small group of Tail Corps troops rush toward the forest.

"Must be a troop returning to the camp."

Donald nods at Babel's words.

"There's definitely a camp in there."

A handful of doubt that remained flew away as if washed away.

Donald smiles and looks at the commanders.

"We break through the forest at once, and then we raid their camp."

"Yes! I understand!"

The sound of the answer continued.

"Hehehe. It's time for us to push them away."

A monster bursts out.

We'll be ready for an assault soon.

Donald glances at the forest and draws his sword.

"I'm beheading Roan Tail today!"

A loud voice struck my ear.

He kicked the horse's belly forcefully.

"Charge!"

A bunch of caféo troops rush in, fearful of command.

Two or two!

Ground rumbling.

The dust rises white.

The vanguard enters the forest first. Donald and his headquarters followed. The forest was much wider than it looked.

I can't see the end from side to side.

Fortunately, it was easy to drive a horse because there was enough room inside the forest.

'That's why you were able to build a camp in the interior of the forest.'

In those days, it was a place where you could go to the army.

Donald smiles bitterly.

If Babel hadn't stepped on the tail of the Tail Army, the camp inside the forest would never have found it.

Hwa-oh!

At that moment, the trees that were filling their eyes with dizziness disappeared.

At the same time, a larger space appeared than I thought.

Finally breaking through the forest.

A large faction flawlessly builds up the fence.

That's right!

Donald raises his sword high, calling for inner joy.

"They haven't found us yet! Push like a storm!"

The energy is boiling.

Roan Tail! Do you know how much we've suffered because of you? '

'Tail Corps. This will be your grave!'

I'll kill you all! '

Deputy officers and commanders of the Cafe Force gripped them, recalling the excitement Donald had caused them.

"Charge!"

"Charge! Kill them all!"

A tearful cry pierced the sky.

Two or two.

The hooves sound more violent.

Donald was leading the troops, perhaps because of the strength he had gained.

You can see the fence in front of you.

"Break through!"

The horses have been hit by the fences with orders.

Bang, bang!

The fence on the fence, which was guarding the perimeter with a loud noise, looks good.

No, it collapsed more easily than I thought.

"Kuhahaha! The Tail Squad! I need to learn how to build a fence again!"

Donald kicks the horse's belly out of the minefield.

I was going to wipe out the Tail Army camp in no time.

But...

"Hmm?"

He realizes something went wrong right after entering the camp.

Nothing? '

Donald's face hardens.

Inside the fence is easily broken.

The barracks that were standing nearby were all I could see from the outside.

Behind it is a pile of grass instead of a barracks.

Something's wrong! '

It gives me goosebumps on the back of my neck.

'It doesn't make sense that there's no one. You just saw the TAIL Corps come in here, right? Where did they go?'

An ominous aura struck me.

My skin is prickly stiff.

"Stop! Stop! All stop!"

Donald screams.

However, the Cafe Force, which had been pushing up so hard, could not stop easily.

The rear forces continue to push forward.

"Stop!"

"Stop it!"

"What if it suddenly stops!"

"Oh! Oh! Don't push me!"

The front and rear tangled dizzily.

In the meantime, Donald and the vanguard are pushed further beyond the grass.

"You stupid bastards! I can't tell you to stop......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"Senior commander!"

Barbell screams with his eyes wide open.

He points his trembling fingers at the stream behind him.

Donald slowly turns his head to look at why.

Soon, the river landscape caught my eye.

Bait.

At the same time, the sound of a wooden wedge hits my ear.

"Ah......."

Donald opens his mouth and bursts his low elasticity.

Ten sailboats emerged from the river east, which was hidden in the forest.

The hulls, the high sails, all red sailboats.

The cafe troops are all enchanted.

The center mast of the leading sailboat.

A colossal flag flares over it.

< Tail Corps. >

< Forsaken navy. >

Sailors were sailors from the Tail Army.

They had just appeared on Lancefield's territory after the Battle of Lake Porsche at the behest of Roan.

Donald's face distorts nicely.

"Dammit! It's a trap! We're trapped! Fall back! Retreat!"

Crying out loud.

But they're already trapped, even if they're trapped.

Idiot!

A frightening and sharp wave struck my ear.

Donald and the troops all looked up to the sky.

Black flying arrows.

Sailors from the Force of Postkane poured out arrows.

"D, D, run!"

Donald turns his head, screaming.

He runs, trampling his foot on soldiers.

At that moment.

Bubble Bug!

Arrows rain down on a fake faction full of grass.

Eagle Eagle is a burning red flower.

"Knng!"

"Hehe!"

The Cafe Army soldiers collapse like hedgehogs.

But that wasn't the end.

Glug-ug-ug!

She vomits a burning flame, and the flame devours the blade of grass.

The flame intensifies the force with ferocious intensity.

"W-Wait, back off!"

"Run!"

The deputy commanders, commanders, and soldiers all tangled together and stepped back.

But the Cafe Force has already fallen apart.

Retreat was not easy.

Eventually, the vanguard and all the soldiers who had been pushed deep into the camp were consumed by the fire.

"Shit! Shit! You sons of bitches!"

Donald kicks the horse's belly and spits out an insult.

I couldn't wait any longer.

Bubble, bum, bum!

The Force continues to provoke the wrath.

Each time, the flames spread like crazy.

"Ahhhh!"

"Sa, help me!"

The Cafe Troops scream with their bodies ablaze.

But Donald didn't care at all.

His life and comfort were important to him.

Suddenly, the forest was near me.

I'm alive! '

I looked around, but the nearest half of the soldiers were following me.

'Regroup the troops and counterattack again.......'

When I thought about it.

Ping! Ping!

With an unpleasant sound, the bush rises wide.

Hundreds of arrows flew through space at the same time.

Bubble Bug!

The army of caféo soldiers who are retreating from defenseless positions suddenly collapses without hesitation due to a sudden arrow attack.

"Knng!"

"Hehe!"

The horses and soldiers are plunged into the ground as if they were crouching.

At that moment.

"Charge!"

"Charge forward!"

"Waaaahhhh!"

With a loud shout, a group of troops rush out of the forest.

< Tail Corps. >

< Roan tail. >

< Amaranth Corps. >

A prominent flag shows off its power.

But it's even more spectacular to show off.

"Donald's Cafe!"

The man standing in the lead screams in a loud voice.

With a black spear in the red armor.

It was Roan.

"You, you?"

Donald frowns.

My face turned red.

Roan shouts, raising his spear high.

"I am Roan Tail!"

Huge defeat.

The atmosphere of the battlefield rises momentarily, not just around Roan.

"Waaaah!"

"We are the Tail Army!"

With the commanders of the commanders of the Thousand Captain, the Tail Army attacked the cafe with the same force as the Union.

Bang, bang!

With a loud bang, the Cafe Troops bounce back and forth.

The Tail Force, led by the Taoists, overwhelmed the temporary Cafe Force.

Besides, Earl Chase hasn't had much combat in years.

By comparison, the whole rose-platoon tail force was skilled soldiers who had fought numerous battles before the defeat of monsters in the Pedian Plain, until the war with the Istell Kingdom, the phosphane exodus, the Elton Court Rebellion suppression, and the battle against Lake Porschene.

Besides...

"Don't get ahead! From the 1st to the 4th, to the right!"

"Ardis forces divert to the left to attack the flank of the enemy!"

"Ready the archers!"

"Listen to Parma! Destroy the enemy lines!"

Unlike the caféo troops that still use one-offs made up of troops and troops, the Tail troops that use new one-offs from the three thousand to the thousand, the thousand to the white to the ten were very fast and accurate in delivering and fulfilling orders.

Thanks to this, I was able to react and move like one body in the middle of a war.

"Ow!"

"Growl!"

The soldiers of the cafe army collapse without hesitation.

The Tail Army soldiers in front of them and the raging flames behind them.

The front and rear are tightly jammed and one by one they lose their lives.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"

Donald stares at Roan, grumbling.

"Son of a bitch!"

Donald lunges for Roan.

Lost his mind.

Roan kicks the horse in the belly with a faint smile.

Spot!

Travis' spear suddenly grows longer.

As I twisted my wrist, the windshield cracked open the space.

"Huff!"

Donald is nervous about Roan's attack, then smiles bitterly.

"Is this a sham?"

I had a strong sense of ridicule.

"Now it's my turn. Hehehe."

Ronan smiles faintly at Donald's words.

"I'm afraid I can't see your handiwork."

Bold voice.

Donald frowns.

"What the….."

But the horse could no longer continue.

A red solid line is drawn along the neck.

At the same time, my vision was distorted in front of me.

"Glug."

With the sound of blood boiling, Donald's throat falls to the ground.

Roan's attacks, which he thought were futile, were actually extremely swift and invisible.

As the remaining Mana disappears while cutting the trunk of the neck, the neck barely sticks out.

Roan puts a spear through Donald's head.

"Roan Tail slashed Donald Cafe's head!"

A loud voice echoes through the battlefield.

"Waaaahhhh!"

"Roan Tail! Roan Tail!"

The Tail Army screams.

The energy was boiling even more.

The soldiers of the cafe troops who were barely holding on lost their minds.

The battle ran toward the end.

* * *

"I'm finished."

Austin glances at the battlefield with a happy expression.

Roan nods slowly.

"Create fake factions and lure the enemy into obliteration. It was a brilliant strategy."

Austin raises his thumb.

Roan smiles without a word.

He would, too.

'This is also one of Ian Philips' strategies. '

After finding the right place, Roan once again used Ian's strategy.

Moreover, Ian's strategy was not the end.

"Austin, prepare for the next battle."

"Yes, I've already instructed the commanders."

Austin once again looked impressed.

Because the operation to be followed was very strange in his position.

'You're more than just powerless. Tactical strategies are also in play.'

Glare and awe.

Roan smiles awkwardly because his eyes were too heavy.

Austin looks at the figure for a moment, then bows his head.

"Then I'll stand back and prepare for battle."

"Yes. Let's do it."

Roan sighs deeply and nods.

Austin places his manners before returning to his unit.

Roan stands still and stares at the battlefield.

'Sammy, who was left on Lake Porsche, arrived at a very precise moment.'

Thanks to you, I was able to completely shut down the cafe's troops from the front and from the back.

'Sammy's joining forces has increased the number of troops.......'

Now it's time to shake the board again.

Several plans were made in my mind.

Then.

"My lord!"

I heard a familiar voice.

Turning around, you see Chris leaving the forest.

His expression was bright enough to make the viewer feel better.

He must have brought some good news.

It's different.

"Good news."

Even his voice was cheerful.

Roan quietly waits for the next word.

Chris smiled brightly and spoke in hindsight.

"The erl's territory and transfer of title have been approved."

"That's definitely good news."

Roan nods, smiling and smiling.

'Father Lancefield has persuaded His Majesty.'

I thought Simon would approve the transfer of lands and titles, of course, since he would support himself and keep the column separate.

"I'll tell you more about the approval process. More than that….."

After blurring his words, Chris examines Roan.

Roan nods, smiling faintly as if fine.

"If you have something you want to ask, you can say it."

At that point, Chris took a short breath and asked in a small voice.

"Then let me ask you one question. Why did you use Prince Column's letters like this? Wouldn't it be much better if, in Director Clay's opinion, we could open up the letters and have Prince Column killed? Wouldn't it be better to keep the letters separate and use them to pressure Prince Column whenever necessary?"

Multiple questions poured out at the same time.

That's how difficult Chris was to understand Roan's trajectory.

Roan glanced at Chris like that.

'It's hard to understand.'

It's not just Chris.

The pretenses of Austin, Sammy, Harrison, Brian and Clay, as well as the other party, Column, will not understand how Roan behaves.

Not leading Simon to the next Grand Duke of the Grains, with letters from columns that were like winning cards.

Moreover, I gave the letters to the column of interest.

Everything will be questionable.

Roan takes a deep breath.

'Yeah, at least tell Chris.'

Now is the time.

"Chris."

Lower voice.

But it was a heavier, heavier voice than ever before.

"Yes, my lord."

Chris felt that the atmosphere was unusual.

I straightened up and listened.

"I felt a lot the last time I traveled to the Persian kingdom. No, exactly what I've been feeling since before."

Roan's face reminds me of a distinctive light.

"The jundong of monsters, the war against neighboring kingdoms, and the rebellion of nobles....... Rhine Kingdom was in crisis the whole time. There, the Istel Kingdom was starving to death with a continued decline in grain output, and the Persian Kingdom tried to kill its brother because of its power."

It was a series of breathless things.

He looked Chris straight in the eyes.

"The world is now......."

I felt a little empowered in my voice.

"It's not a good world to live in."

Roan's words continue.

"Chris. I've decided to explore the Rhine Kingdom, the Estelle Kingdom and the Persian Kingdom."

"W-what…?"

Chris' voice trembled without knowing it.

Roan takes a deep breath.

"Make a good world to live in."

Strong decision.

Boom.

Chris felt like something heavy was in his heart.

Roan sighs a long time.

'At first, I thought I could be a monarch because I knew the future.'

But after everything that happened, that idea changed a little.

'Because we know the future, we must change the future by becoming a monarch, not by becoming a monarch.'

If Roan was the monarch of a country, he could have prevented unnecessary warfare, stockpiled food for extreme grain production, and prevented the situation where his brother and brother had to point swords at each other.

Above all.

'An age of war to come. To end the age a little early, I must become the monarch, not just anyone else.'

Numerous people lose their lives in endless wars and battles.

There is only one way to save them.

'Eliminate War.'

To get rid of war.

'Unify the continents.'

Almost impossible.

But it's not unprecedented.

'I can do it.'

No one else can.

You can tell because I've watched you in your last life.

Now, emperors of empires and kings of kingdoms were not the only ones who could unite the continents.

Only Roan knew the future.

Simon, Tommy, Column.

I cleared one of the three of my thoughts about ascending to the throne.

The mind and sense of purpose that were somewhat soft were firmly established.

"To become a monarch..."

It had to grow based on the Rhine Kingdom.

However, if Simon appears to be overwhelming in the succession competition, Roan's digging gap will be cleared.

Things that Tommy and Column need to work out.

Because of this, Roan wrote a letter that could have dropped the column to hell.

Shaking up the throne competition that was going well.

'In fact, at first I didn't want to be succeeded by Earl Lancefield.'

Emotions worked great, but they were also realistic.

'Because if I did, it would have been better to have a friendly Earl Lancefield.'

Baron Tail now fits into the southern region of Earl Lancefield.

If Roan had built himself a royal flag, he and a friendly Earl Lancefield could have served as walls.

But in the meantime, I caught up with Cali Orwells' Black Scheme and began to plot things like the Post-caine Conquest to disrupt her vile schemes and protect Earl Lancefield.

'But then I got the title of Earl Lancefield.'

It's a little out of line with the original plan.

But he made it another opportunity.

'I sent Prince Column a letter asking him to approve the transfer of lands and titles.......'

He sent another small bird west separately.

Now that the territorial war had happened, I was going to try to increase the game greatly.

When I thought about it.

"Making the world a better place....... is a great story. But......."

Chris smiled calmly and calmly.

"Is that possible? I don't have to tell you this, but that's not something a nobleman can do."

It was true.

One noble who had not done what many emperors and kings had not done, it was almost impossible for Roan, who had just become Earl.

Roan smiles faintly.

Now is the time to reveal your will.

A huge ambition that comes out of your mouth for the first time.

"Chris."

"Yes, my lord."

Chris swallowed dry water with a nervous expression.

Because Roan's momentum has changed.

Roan looks at Chris like that and says in a small but powerful voice.

"I intend to be a monarch."

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